Academic Addiction
School, School
Thats all I think about
Why is it that I’m afraid of failing?
If I’m always doing my work
and everything
a teacher demands
I do
Failing is my nightmare
All I think about is school
It’s like my addiction
why
it’s always in my mind
I think and think
I’m like a fan
spinning and spinning
around and around
but it’s only my mind
It’s my fear
But it’s pushing to the top
Maybe it’s okay
Why not
if it’s making me better
than I already am
I am your toy . Your toy left behind. I am like your happiness from your past left . Like an old rag . Sitting in a dark room left behind . Waiting for the day that you open those doors and grab me and cry on my shoulders. As it was ounce .I am your toy left behind. Still waiting and always will because I am your toy left behind. Who helped you threw your ups and downs . I know one day those doors will open . And you will see your toy left behind You will grab me and see all of your happy memories in my eyes. Yes I am a toy left behind.With high hope for the day that well come were I will. Not be a toy left behind.
I am a tall and strong Brick wall.
Standing tall and not letting anything
get pass me.
I am a tall and strong Brick wall
not letting anything knock
me down
I am a tall and strong Brick wall
not letting you or anyone
break me in to pieces